Harley School - Comet Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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In memory of Honey Offenberger Our classmate and friend She worked with us. She played with Vus. She shared our disappointments and our triumphs Though apart from us, she's with us still. 20

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e ide The Class of 1950 dates way back to the fall of '37, when one and only Charlie Fry entered kindergarten. Backus straggled in half way through the year, and Mike insists he was there too. Graduating from kindergarten, we hit the first grade with a bang. No new ar- rivals greeted us that fall, but -somehow Mike left us lonly to be heard of laterl. Everyone must remember our puppet show, for we just missed hitting Broadway. P. S. We made darn good cakes, too. Entering second, who should greet Fry and Backus but one Calkins Wynd. The say we gave Mrs. Humphrey a rough time that year. We don't remember. But we .io know that Safety Club and transportation kept us mighty busy. Third grade was certainly memorable! It was Mrs. Mac who made our read- in', 'ritin', and 'rithmetic' so much fun. Believe it or not, we were pretty good about taking after-lunch naps, for that was when we were told stories ol 'Mr. Weatherby and his Orange Crate , and if we were really quiet, we got Neccosll Yum! We're sure Indians greeted us when we entered Mr. Cramer's fourth grade door, for that's all we ever studied. We claimed to be great builders that year. Our Indian Lodge which we built by the creek was a huge success 'til some Bri hton boys tore it down. Shakespeare wasn't too much for us, so the fourth anfffifth grades tackled A Mid-summer Night's Dream. Calky and Charlie were donkeys, and Backus falong with MacLean and Bakkerj was a fairyl Fifth and sixth grades might be compared with a circus, for there were lenty of wild animals around. About this time, Moe joined us. We guess Zom stoqe the show that year with his pencil chewing. Believe it or not, we were finally in Middle School. Upon entering Jack Nie- meyer's room, we found Sepe. The girls were real glad because the boys had a great advantage in number. However, the femmes were miles taller, so at least they were more noticeable. By leaps and bounds we were growing! Bob, Sara Jo, and Jeanne greeted us in eighth grade. We were pretty awful tQt year, but was it funll Om' favorite pas- times were English grammar class with a frustrated dog, and our many history teachers. In our freshman year, Hull raced in from Fairport, Lydia from Penfield, and Barbara Metzger from Browncroft. We acquired Nat Marshall from India, so we considered ourselves quite cosmopolitan. Covington joined us half-way through the year, but ninth grade proved too tough, so she moved on to tenth. X 21